Who are you - who who who who Who are you - who who who who

I woke up on a November morning with a POTUS named Hussein
He said - you can ride in the back of the car as long as you don't complain
I staggered back as I watched him bow and question my country's soul
I remember him grabbing Detroit town to give us the Chevy Volt

Well who are you - I really want to know
Come on tell me who are you - 'cause I really want to know

I took the bus to Harvard town to ask for records and grades
They looked at me like an unhinged clown and called for some men in shades
I make a break for the stairwell and looked back on my curious day
Twenty more months of a stonewall - God there's got to be another way

Well who are you - I really want to know
Aw who the f#ck are you - I really want to know

I know there's a place you walked where they called you a different name
My country is a breaking down and yet you golf away
You spew hate like a sewer hole but still blow Hugo a kiss
How can we trust in any lib now after such a fraud as this

Well who are you - I really want to know
Aw who the f#ck are you - 'cause I really want to know
I really want to know - I really want to know
Who are you you you ahhhhhh you!!!

On the occassion of Dear Leader's birthday, I repost the request made by Comrade Chalupa and myself that The One reveal more about HIMSELF ... so that our unbounded love for HIM can deepen even more

This, BTWC* is the very piece that necessitated by wholly voluntary enrollment in the Karl Marx Treatment Center where ungenerous servings of beet salad and potato peel soup -- not to mention a little contraband sewer rat on the side (heh, heh) -- have only served to deepen my love for The One

*(By The Way Comrades)